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Chapter 844 I like it here. May I ask you to leave my house now?

After finishing speaking, the judge flipped through his notebook from front to back to make sure nothing was missing before looking up at Gu Mian and the others in the center of the hall: "The rules have all been explained. Does anyone have any questions?"

“I have a question.” At this moment, Gu Mian suddenly raised her hand.

Seeing Gu Mian raise her hand, the judge broke out in a cold sweat: "This one..."

He seemed unsure how to address Gu Mian, and finally awkwardly managed to utter the word "person".

"Sir, what questions do you have?"

Is the driving instructor here?

The raters were prepared to face questions like, "Can I saw your neck?" or "I like it here, can you please leave my house now?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Mian asked the driving instructor.

He naturally knew who Coach Che was; he was a famous figure in the game!

Previously, the driving instructor was just an unknown nobody. The evaluator had heard of him from other NPCs, saying that he was a poor guy whose dungeon was ruined by Gu Mian.

After Gu Mian destroyed his instance, Coach Che was forced to wander, working in various instances to earn money to repair his own instance.

When the rater first heard about this, he felt very sorry for him.

But later, as Gu Mian stirred up more and more trouble, Coach Che's reputation also grew.

People gradually realized that Gu Mian would follow Coach Che almost everywhere he went.

Gradually, the rumor that Coach Che was a mole sent by Gu Mian began to spread among the NPCs.

People kept their distance from him, even though he was cheap and worked very hard.

Of course, some people did not believe the "traitor theory" circulating among the NPCs and insisted on hiring a driving instructor—the evaluator felt that those people were actually attracted by the driving instructor's cheap price.

Those who didn't believe in the "insider theory" also paid a heavy price, and were fortunate enough to see the world tour of the big star Gu in the dungeon.

Over time, Coach Che's name, like Gu Mian's, became a taboo subject in NPC conversations, with everyone afraid of saying "Coach Che is here."

When people mention Coach Che and Gu Mian, they mostly use terms like "evil traitors who should be slapped into the ground and then spiraled upwards" and "that person" instead.

But Coach Che clearly didn't come here, and I've never even mentioned his name. How did Gu Mian manage to come here just by smelling him?
The rater's brain went blank for a moment, then he realized something.

"It must be that evil driving instructor who said something to Gu Mian, encouraging him to come here and steal from me, this poor NPC."

Thinking of this, the scorer gritted his teeth in hatred for the coach.

Although he was seething inside, he still had to answer Gu Mian's question in a harmonious manner on the surface.

"Haha, I'm all alone here, there's no driving instructor."

The judge tried his best to lift the corners of his mouth, making himself appear friendly and enthusiastic. He was afraid that if his expression was off, Gu Mian would...

Huh? He doesn't seem to have brought that "reasoning with people" thing with him today.

Realizing this, the judge subconsciously straightened his back and regained some confidence.

But his straight back bent down quickly again because he saw Gu Mian's brows furrow, as if she was angry.

At this moment, Gu Mian was pondering in his heart. He had wished to meet Coach Che in the dungeon, but it seemed that the wish had not come true. Oh well, he didn't expect that any wish he made would come true anyway.

The evaluator's expression was constantly changing, sometimes fearful, sometimes nervous, sometimes resentful. I wonder what kind of bad idea he was thinking.

Gu Mian stared at the judge on the stage for a while, until the judge buried his head so deeply that it was almost touching the table.

"Does anyone have any more questions?" The judge, who had almost buried his head in the table, spoke in a very soft voice on stage.

No one said anything.

The judge continued his monologue on stage: "It seems everyone has no more questions, so please come up on stage and collect your seeds."

As he spoke, he naturally squatted down, seemingly rummaging under the table for something.

The next few people went up on stage, and there was a judge squatting on the ground holding five bags of seeds wrapped in cloth, which seemed to have just been dug out from under the table.

Each packet of seeds was about the size of a palm, bulging full.

Gu Mian was at the front. He stepped forward first, took one of the packets of seeds, and opened it to take a look.

The bags were filled with black seeds about the size of peanuts, all looking exactly the same, and there were probably several hundred in each bag.

The other four people also took turns stepping forward to take the remaining cloth bags.

“I really can’t tell what kind of monsters these seeds will grow into,” the fat man said, taking out one of the seeds from the bag and examining it closely. “They all look the same.” The evaluator cleared his throat: “Once they sprout, we’ll probably be able to tell what kind of monsters they will grow into.”

"Seeds need time to grow. You can stay on the second floor until the dungeon ends. The second floor is a room specially prepared for cultivators." Although the evaluator said that Gu Mian and the others should stay there, his face was full of anxiety, as if he couldn't wait to help them fertilize and sow the seeds and help them grow faster.

"Normally, how many days does it take for a ghost seed to mature?" 007 asked.

This was originally something players would have to figure out on their own, but the evaluator was eager to give them more information so they could leave as soon as possible, so he generously said: "It depends on the cultivation method. Seeds with low cultivation difficulty can mature in about two or three days, while seeds with high cultivation difficulty will take a few days longer to mature."

"For seeds that are easy to cultivate, you only need to water them every 7 hours. As long as you water them in time, they will grow quickly. But some seeds don't like water and need to be watered every ten hours or so. If you encounter seeds that you don't know how to cultivate, you can come to me and I will help you cultivate them. Do you need me to help you plant these seeds now?"

As the judge spoke, his eyes gleamed with anticipation. He stared intently at the seed bag in 007's hand, wishing he could snatch it and plant it himself on the spot.

007 clutched the seed bag in his hand and took a step back: "No, thank you."

The evaluator looked disappointed. He pointed dejectedly to the human-shaped doors in the hall: "Those are the greenhouses for cultivating seeds. Each greenhouse provides different bonuses to the seeds, and the descriptions are written next to the door. Each of you will have your own greenhouse, and you can choose the one you want based on the bonuses."

Gu Mian walked through the rows of ghost models in the hall and came to the door closest to her.

Although all five greenhouse doors are shaped like human figures, they are all different upon closer inspection.

The door is simply decorated with the lines of human limbs, and the door in front of me is shaped like hands clasped together as if making a wish.

Gu Mian looked down at the sign standing next to the door, which introduced the greenhouse.

【The Sleeping Room】

The cultivation of "demon seeds" in this greenhouse is more difficult, less dangerous, and requires 50% lower exhibition conditions.

"The Sleeping Wood Room?" The fat man was very curious about the name. "Does it mean to endure hardship and bide one's time? How strange, a greenhouse is called this. I thought it would be something like 'Spring-like Greenhouse' or 'Summer Watermelon Greenhouse'."

Coco paid more attention to the greenhouse bonus: "The exhibition requirements are reduced by 50%, which means that if that rock-paper-scissors monster is in here, it only needs to win five games in a row to get it on display."

Winning five games in a row is certainly easier than winning ten, but it's not much easier.

Gu Mian continued walking forward to see the other greenhouses.

Then they came to another human-shaped gate, which was a climbing human-shaped gate with its name written on a sign next to it.

[Risk Room]

The cultivation of "demon seeds" in this greenhouse has reduced the difficulty of cultivation, significantly increased the level of danger, and reduced exhibition conditions by 50%.

“The level of danger is high—significantly increased.” The fat man dragged out the word “high,” “It sounds very dangerous, no wonder it’s called the ‘Risk Room’.”

“They call it ‘taking a risky room,’ not ‘walking a risky room.’” Gu Mian’s eyebrows twitched.

Then Gu Mian and her group passed through the remaining three large doors: the "Prayer Room," the "Banner-Removing Room," and the "Cart Room."

The difficulty of cultivating the prayer room, the level of danger, and the exhibition conditions remain unchanged, meaning there are no bonuses, and of course, no side effects.

The cultivation difficulty and danger level of the debonding chamber are reduced, and the exhibition conditions are reduced by 50%. It is the best greenhouse for enhancement. The conditions are so good that Gu Mian would think there is something strange inside.

The final Jinche Da Chamber presents a significantly increased difficulty in cultivation, a significantly increased level of danger, and significantly increased exhibition requirements. Furthermore, it is easier to cultivate rare demon varieties in the Jinche Da Chamber.

When he saw three consecutive significant increases in height, the fat man thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

"They all increase in size significantly, and it's even easier to cultivate rarer and more dangerous ghosts. They don't give you any benefits at all." The fat man took three big steps back, as if afraid that a rare ghost would suddenly jump out of the large room and tear him in two.

After reviewing the introductions to the five greenhouses, everyone began discussing the allocation of the greenhouses.

Normally, each of the five players should have their own greenhouse, with the best greenhouse being the most sought-after and everyone wanting it.

But the current situation is not normal.

"Since the doctor is here, I doubt that NPC will dare to say anything. Let's all go into the best 'hot commodity' room together and plant some seeds," the fat man suggested.

“It’s the de-emitter,” 007 corrected him.

“That ‘Tuoren’ room’ is such a mouthful,” the fat man scratched his head. “I can never remember it.”

"Don't you guys think the conditions in the Extinction Room are too good?" Coco suddenly spoke up. "After experiencing so many dungeons, I always feel that the seemingly safest places are always hiding dangers. The conditions in the Extinction Room are so good that I feel like it's a trap."

"Then we can let the doctor go in and take a look around, kill off any dangers inside, and then we can go in," the fat man suggested again.

Coco choked.

Theoretically speaking, what the fat man said is not wrong. Ghosts are the greatest danger in places where Gu Mian is not around, but Gu Mian is the greatest danger in places where Gu Mian is around.

Wow, still 3,000 words! GuGu is really amazing.